Quotes About Intensity

some say Twitter seems trite and lacks weightiness - but in actuality, it lends itself to poetry - it can be very compressed and intense...

We bring the fucking rain Q, not the scattered showers.

If people were like rain, I was like drizzle and she was a hurricane.

Principled hate is a hell of a lot stronger than "Boy, I wish you hadn't mummified me and thrown me into the lake" hate.

I wanted to be one of those people who have streaks to maintain, who scorch the ground with their intensity. But for now, at least I knew such people, and they needed me, just like comets need tails.

You've got to get obsessed and stay obsessed.

put out the candles with your fire—I'm on fire

Intensity was particularly important in his case because of the evidence that only rigorous exercise alleviates sensitivity to the physical arousal of anxiety.

I need you to fly like a Wookiee whose hair is on fire – and who thinks everybody lit the match.

El homicidio en primer grado no prescribe. La venganza tampoco. —Lo miró—. Supongo que parezco obsesiva, pero lo llevo en la sangre.

He had decided it was better to be a volcano than a man; at least one set no store by what ones acts destroyed.

The rush is there and my body tingles. Sounds funny but it's true. It's better than shafting a bird. Better than speeding. Mark's head is a mess but the bleeding has stopped. My knuckles are bruised and Rod's eyes have gone a bit mental looking. We join the crush trying to get into the ground and we can hear the constant chant of CHELSEA. This is what life's all about. Tottenham away. Love it.

fitching v. intr. compulsively turning away from works of art you find frustratingly, nauseatingly good-wanting to shut off the film and leave the theater, or devour a book in maddening little chunks, because it resonates at precisely the right frequency to rattle you to your core, which makes it mildly uncomfortable to be yourself.

yu yi the longing to feel things intensely again.

Not so long ago, to be sad meant you were filled to the brim with some intensity of experience.

Damn, I love you, but this is crazy, I have to fight you almost daily, We break up so fast, And we, we make up so passionately, Why can't we just trust each? You can't hate me and be my lover, Passion ends, and pains begins, I come back...

Baseball happens to be a game of cumulative tension but football, basketball and hockey are played with hand grenades and machine guns.

As the best wine doth make the sharpest vinegar, so the deepest love turneth to the deadliest hate.

That's the biggest gap in sports, the difference between the winner and the loser of the Super Bowl.

I guess you can't live at full-on intensity forever. Lying on the bed of my cell in the dark, trembling, waiting for the soldiers to come in and shoot me - you just can't keep doing that. There's something in the human spirit that won't let you live that way.

Sometimes I think I'd rather be frightened than bored. At least when you're frightened you know you're alive.

Life's harder, the deeper you feel things.

I'd have scratched her eyes out and sucked the holes.

Baby you're the only light I ever saw. I make the most of all the sadness, you be a bitch because you can. You try to hit me just to hurt me so you leave me feeling dirty 'cause you can't understand. We're going down and you could see it to....we're slow dancing in a burning room!!!